Cold Spaghetti

Abeona House asked me to come and play photographer du jour for our “first day” last Friday. It was great fun! I used the highest ISO setting (1600) and a general “nonflash” setting for almost all of the photos. It was a challenge to try and capture all that was going on — kids, teachers, tons of fast movement, low light, etc. A great learning experience.

A board member posted a few of the preview shots I sent on the Abeona home page with a link to several others. (The ones posted are low resolution versions I sent through email; I haven’t given the full-sized via CD yet.)

So started yesterday morning: sneezes from Will and Kate. Both seemed fine until the afternoon, when sneezes turned into icky runny noses. The evening ended with both medicated, sniffling and wheezing through their binkies.

Moms don’t get much sleep on nights like these.

Kate is still a bit fussy, but not as congested as her brother. Will has that full-up, slow-sounding voice and a nose “with lots of bogeys.” However, it has not stopped him from being a total maniac all morning. Both were running low grade temps this morning. My watchful eye is on alert; the doctor call is on hold until tomorrow.

First day of Abeona is suppose to be Wednesday. Murphy’s Law, anyone??

What was going to be a photo-shoot for the kids under the live oaks turned into a feed-the-ducks-only morning. Will seemed to forget the system of throwing bread into the water and instead turned the entire bag upside-down on the grass and called out, “come on, ducks!”
Unbelievable amounts of green algae cover the water in Audubon Park. Paul swears a small crocodile arose from the murk to munch on some bread.

Home from the park, with rain outside, and Will napping, Kate humored my desire to capture her four-month cuteness.
New Album is up!

Hat tip to lyricist, TPM

To the tune of Billy Idol’s Dancing with Myself…

In the ninth ward of New Orleans
Where the water flowed like an ocean
In the recent election
Made an errant selection
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin

In his mind he’s gone to play
In his own Rue de la Paix
Cause we’re eating his cake
And cleaning up his mistakes
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin

Dancing with Ray Nagin
Dancing with Ray Nagin
Cause he’s leaving New Orleans
With his lousy performance
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin

“Chopsley moves faster than FEMA”
And “Fix Everything My Ass”
If the mayor is talking
Then the mayor is lying
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin

So let’s sink a Coke and Jack
And buy us back, Chirac
Cause the levees are frayin’
And the governor’s prayin’
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin

Dancing with Ray Nagin
Dancing with Ray Nagin
Cause he’s leaving New Orleans
With his lousy performance
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin

Dancing with Ray Nagin
Dancing with Ray Nagin
Cause he’s leaving New Orleans
With his lousy performance
And we’re dancing with Ray Nagin …

We’ve a new tradition: family outtings follow doctor’s appointments. So, after Kate’s Friday check-up, we headed over to the Children’s Museum. Fun included:The Train Table.
The Kids’ Cafe. (Will cooked and served fish, fries, eggs, bacon, and baked treats.)
(Will in the fryer.)
Playtime with Kate.
Time in the bubble maker.

It was our third trip to the Museum and we STILL haven’t seen but half of the exhibits. Pictures from the trip are up in our Shutterfly Album.

Join us NOLA-folk as we ask ourselves… Where’s Nagin??

Four months old today!!

At yesterday’s wellness visit:
– Height: 25 inches (75%)
– Weight: 15 pounds (75-90%)
– Head circumference: 42 cm (75%)

Two immunizations, repeats of pneumo and comvax

Her leg is red from the pneumo vaccine and she was a little warm and fussy last night. Unlike last visit, she did cry at these injections! Ouch!

“Will, do you have a poop?” My Mom asks him as she wakes him up from a nap. Will slowly opens one eye and says, “Not Yet.”

“Do you like my new suit?” He says as he squeezes into his sister’s onesie.

“One-two-free-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine-eight-nine-eight-ten-eleven-fourteen! Here I come, PapPap! I looking for you!”

Kate checks out her brother’s antics. This is her intense “thinking” face. She “thinks” a lot.